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Outside the Box ---For Chan
No use pretending to stars that seek They seem to know where genius sleeps I hear the sound, but not of harps. Instead the angels play guitar, I hear them tap their feet to rock, and shake the world below Like something out of Star Wars...... outside the box We've been out-foxed. We weren't prepared, to say goodbye just yet No use pretending to the pitch of sleep that we can squeeze each puzzle piece, to fit within our boxed-in dream We were not prepared with lamp or light, to be awake to genius minds But if we could bring our dreams alive, we'd think outside the closed-box mind We would have to think, The Rhymer's dream, ...and set the box aside Our brother could...., while no one would The "geek", some say, is still inside our open minds The "geek" I think, is still alive, in each and every archive of where the soul survives In pentagrams, each token. kind, a euphoric open mind In optical illusions, akin to Tolkien's prime A clipping ripped from headlines, he somehow made it fit the scheme of things, within a frame, yet still not box him in? To paste, and form the change of pace, until we're torn in two then re-arranged, stir common sense, and change our point of view The artistry he kept alive, is genius we all seek......he lit the torch, and reached the peak that we may never touch He lit the torch, and made us think, a bit......outside the box In Honor Of Chan For Cyndi 11/10/14
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